Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

There is no need to elaborate on the gifts from previous years, but it is worth mentioning that many unexpected people also gave Dudley gifts.

For example, Dumbledore, with his status, naturally gave a very grand gift, but when he opened the tightly sealed gift box, Dudley was a little amused.

Inside was a shiny silver metal baseball bat that looked extremely sturdy.

It seemed like a kind of dark humor that the headmaster of Hogwarts gave the most violent-looking student a Quidditch bat - a bat that might be even more useful outside of the game.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were surprised to see Dudley's pile of packages. They found that the one who received the most gifts this year was Dudley.

"Whose... Merlin's thong is this? Filch?"

Ron was so frightened that he woke up all of a sudden. That nightmare of naughty students, the administrator who was always ranked in the top five most unpopular administrators in Hogwarts, actually gave Dudley a gift?

"Well, it may be because my suggestion saved him and the house-elves a lot of work."

Dudley shrugged. Good deeds are rewarded. He felt quite accomplished that Filch, who was strict and somewhat pathological, had changed. However, when he opened the gift box, he found a pair of shiny shackles. Dudley took a deep breath and quickly stuffed the evil thing back.

I'm just an ordinary student, who should I give this thing to?

You can't use it to play games with the big snake in the secret room, right?

"This... um, cousin, you can take it apart yourself."

Harry glanced at the signature and threw it to Dudley as if it were hot. Hermione, who was standing by, saw the name at a glance: Luna Lovegood.

Ron's eyes widened, then he immediately lowered his head to study the wood grain of the floor. How could it be formed so regularly and neatly, and yet contain so many mysteries?

"Oh? Let me take a look."

Dudley didn't care at all. He casually opened the package and found a pair of sunflower earrings inside, decorated with a thin silver chain. They looked very fresh because they were not handicrafts but real sunflowers. They were just so small and yet so complete, which was extremely rare.

"Heh, the Speedy Shrinking Charm, is that also how she made her carrot earrings?"

"A Christmas gift without sincerity is soulless."

Miss Granger immediately smiled triumphantly, and Harry and Ron raised their heads only to lower them again immediately.

This crazy couple is really scary.

"It's cute. I can eat some melon seeds when I have some free time."

Dudley happily collected them and put the pair of sunflowers into his shirt pocket, and Hermione's mouth immediately turned down.

While a group of people were battling it out, Dudley quietly took action and hid the last package, on which he signed in a flowing cursive script in the corner: Half-Blood Prince.

It seems that you, Professor Snape, are still using this online name?

After waiting for several people to call him downstairs for dinner, Dudley followed behind and opened the package. Inside was an exquisite brown glass bottle with a dropper. The words on the label looked still new: White Fresh Essence.

Dudley scratched his head. It seemed that the weekly kitchen cocktail party did make Severus open up a little.

However, the gift from such a master of potions still made Dudley feel particularly happy.

It would have been nice if there wasn't a note tucked inside.

"Note: This is not a Christmas gift. The price is a bottle of cognac."

“PS: If you don’t have it, you can use snake gall wine instead.”

Putting the note away, Dudley didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Do you have to be so arrogant?

Or is this guy just thinking about the half bottle of snake gall wine that he had hidden?

Smacking his lips, Dudley suddenly began to imagine that the big snake in the secret room must have an incredibly large gallbladder, right?

How many bottles do we need to make snake gall wine?

On the balcony, Pidgeot, who was bickering with Hedwig, suddenly shuddered.

He instinctively felt that he would have to move a lot of things in the near future.

There was nothing much to say about the banquet. Everyone ate, drank, sang and danced. Dumbledore led the students who stayed in school to sing a few Christmas carols. Hagrid drank eggnog one after another and his voice became louder and louder. Even Snape, who never attended such occasions, sat at the table with a gloomy face and slowly tasted a plate of bitter melon and scrambled eggs.

"Two bitter melons put together."

Ron commented sharply on this.

The dinner ended quickly and the students dispersed in twos and threes. Malfoy's two stupid followers also got what they wanted and slept with the broom and mop.

"Listen, I can pick you up, but I will never go in."

Looking at the pot of sticky, cement-like Polyjuice Potion, Dudley was the first to announce his withdrawal from the main attack team.

"Okay, just stay nearby and help us isolate those obstacles."

Ron closed his eyes and downed the unpalatable stuff.

Harry did too.

Hermione was more reserved, she drank in a private room.

The Polyjuice Potion was indeed difficult to prepare, but the effect was obvious. In less than a minute, "Goyle" and "Crabbe" appeared vividly in front of Dudley, and he could not help but marvel at the wonder of magic.

"Hermione, are you okay?"

"Hurry up, we should go, it's already been five minutes!"

Ron and Harry, or rather, "Goyle and Crabbe," urged one after another, and a weak voice came from the compartment: "I-I feel a little unwell, you go first."

Harry checked his watch, exchanged a glance with Ron, and they both set off quickly.

"Come on, I know Millicent isn't much of a looker."

Dudley knocked on the door, which was apparently bolted by the shy Miss Granger.

"Um... promise me... you won't laugh..."

After a long while, Hermione's voice continued.

Dudley secretly complained in his heart, isn't she just a cat girl?

It is also not uncommon in the study materials of previous lives!

But he cleared his throat and agreed to Hermione's request.

After a moment, there was a slight noise and Hermione opened the door. A cat girl with a face covered with brown and black cat hair and amber eyes appeared in front of Dudley.

"Hmm~ Tabby cat, huh?"

Looking at the pair of furry pointed ears sticking out from Hermione's brown hair, Dudley whistled.

"You said you wouldn't laugh!"

Miss Granger finally couldn't hold it back anymore and started crying.

"That's a cat hair!"

"Millicent must have a cat! But this... Polyjuice Potion isn't for transfiguring animals!"

Dudley wanted to laugh, but he couldn't go back on his word since he had promised the other person.

What's more, the current cat girl Hermione is probably more ferocious in terms of motor nerves than a "mortal" like me, right?

Not wanting to be caught with a dirty look on his face, Dudley sighed, walked into the compartment, and pulled Hermione out.

"Don't be afraid. When Ron and Harry come back, I'll take you to the hospital ward—Madam Pomfrey never asks any questions."

Pulling the sobbing Miss Granger into his arms and hugging her tightly, Dudley raised an eyebrow and whistled again.

"Oh my god, you still have a tail? Where did it come from?"

Myrtle poked her head out curiously and saw a rare scene that was rarely seen in her life or in her ghost life.